"Walk To Remember" Last morning, I took the Spoken English Test. The second part was telling a story about miracle happened to me. At the very beginning I thought of my cat who has gone to the haven. I can still remember that rainy night he was given birth to in my room. I think it's the original reason why we love and rely on each other so deeply. And I regarded him as a member of my family. When he was very young, he was afraid of everyone except me. I'm his "foster mother" in some respect. And as his growing up, we established profound friendship. I whistled him back whenever I couldn't see him and he would run back within 3 minutes. When I was in high school, I usually went home at 10 in the evening, who was waiting for me except my mum and night snacks must be him. He usually rushed out from somewhere dark far or maybe the tree in front of my room, as soon as I got down from my bike and ran rings. For he was prohibited from entering the room, he usually stayed at the door for a few minutes then jumped onto the windowsill and lay there with his eyes peering into the distance. When I put my hand onto the window, he would move his face onto the other side, rubbing against the window with his eyes closed. It seemed that he felt very pleased and satisfied. He would not leave until I turned off the light. And this lasted until I graduated from high school. Now I'm a sophomore in college. Last semester, I lost him forever... I was the one who rarely dreams. But one night, I dreamed a bad dream about him. In the dream, we moved to somewhere near my nuncle and they helped us to move. There was a little cat in their house, the little cat attacked my cat. Because he feared the stranger, he has almost no aggressivity. When I saw this, I beat that little cat heavily until it died--I didn't know how I could do such merciless thing. The next day, I called my mum and asked if something bad happened to my cat. My mum deceived me into believing that all things go right and I trust her. Actually, I believed in the wrong. When I came back home last summer vacation, I found I've been cheated. Tears streamed down my cheek when I knew that I cannot see and fondle him any more. Luckily, I have his pictures and set one as the screensaver of my phone. Now I know how to yearn him with smile pretending that he can see it. My cat, my gentleman, I want to say "Je t'aimais,t'aime et t'aimerai".